The Worst Summer in My Life Scene 11

I walked into the kitchen and saw it, one of the “changes” Mom spoke of. It was a high chair that was just my size. At this point all I could do is be silent mostly do to the pacifier but also from all of the things I just went through. And it was far from over, Mom lifted the tray the high chair then helped me climb into it. Walking is a lot harder due to the thick diaper I am now forced to wear. Dad came over to me and said, I am now gonna remove the pacifier, for tonight unless I say otherwise you make speak like a big kid, but any back talk or use of bad words and yelling will mean a spanking and the pacifier goes back in for 2 days. Am I understood? I nodded my head yes. He then removed it and I was able to talk.